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lirik lagu saturated – mardial

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[intro]
yeah, yb
floss my t–th
‘fore i sleep
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
gro—grow up in this place like a perpetual motion
tear up torabika to chill ma emotion
ikki comin’ thru, he high as f-ck like i do (no)
skip to my room to tell me the truth
“another b-tch ruinin’ my mood”

[verse 1]
i got a paper, i got a leaf
my hand too sweaty to roll up this sleeve
don’t ask me to paint this room blue
shawty, you start to take over my rules
read all the papers, hail to the thief
my mind too shiny to tune up this pitch
don’t ask me to cry in the tube
like a drama kid who jerk in the lube
i was raised in the hood called “hyprocrisy”
with a lot of stupid rules and policy
i drill these “hypebeast” kids
with fat j on dem lips
with the low & high frequency
gibberish rapper got more fame, bruh
we still here trying to l1ck the flame, bruh
half your body layin’ on my chest
as my life gone fly to the southwest

[chorus]
gro—grow up in this place like a perpetual motion
tear up torabika to chill ma emotion
ikki comin’ thru, he high as f-ck like i do (no)
skip to my room to tell me the truth
“another b-tch ruinin’ my mood”
gro—grow up in this place like a perpetual motion
tear up torabika to chill ma emotion
ikki comin’ thru, he high as f-ck like i do (no)
skip to my room to tell me the truth
“another b-tch ruinin’ my mood”

[verse 2]
saturated purple vibes
orange shoes with yellow socks
put that pipe on my left pocket
bruh, turn off your notification
stay up in the night, making beat with m
read the manual before you step to my side, man
computer back up, papa franku blessed me up (yeah)
he never come to barbershop
polish my nail with the rotten cake, rotten cake
floss my t–th before i sleep
watch me do this thunder spit, 64 bit
they said “k!ll myslef,” litterally;
i said “be yourself,” accidentally
stop dealers, never stop sippin’ soda in the club
make ’em drop, no more hope
please don’t call the cops
baby no more acid please, no more “green haze”
turn me back to the 5th internet rapper phase
let ’em burst, let ’em cursed
make more money, bread, and honey
lemme kiss the pain
be the top of food chain

[chorus]
gro—grow up in this place like a perpetual motion
tear up torabika to chill ma emotion
ikki comin’ thru, he high as f-ck like i do (no)
skip to my room to tell me the truth
“another b-tch ruinin’ my mood”

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